Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom - Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter226:Disaster World
In Steles Amusement Park, Enzo’s palm revealed the Ring of the World.

As this unique totem manifested, it seemed to evoke a peculiar transformation. Enzo sensed a consciousness emanating from the Ring of the World, suggesting the existence of something within Steles Amusement Park that could render the Ring more complete.

Yet, this consciousness was all too elusive.

Enzo could not ascertain which stele held the key he sought.

Thus, he cautiously turned his attention to a stele on his left. The design on this stele was remarkably simple, depicting an unremarkable blade of grass. However, as he immersed his awareness within it, Enzo perceived a vision—the teaching of the individual who had left the stele behind.

This figure sat upon an opulent metallic chair, surrounded by a throng of individuals.

He spoke, “What we term ‘supernatural’ is, in fact, quite ordinary. So ordinary it exists everywhere, even in realms that seem devoid of supernatural forces. Yet, upon deeper investigation, one would still uncover the presence of such powers, albeit concealed and awaiting discovery.”

“This grass in my hand is called Bloodline Grass, hailing from a world bereft of the supernatural.”

“Yet, this humble blade of grass possesses the remarkable ability to push aside boulders weighing countless times its own mass, and subsequently thrives under the nurturing rays of the sun. This exemplifies the supernatural force hidden within, a testament to an indomitable will.”

“From the Bloodline Grass, I have forged the art of Bloodline Spirit Refining.”

“Upon mastering this spell, one’s spirit feels as though it is burdened by a colossal stone. Only when that stone is finally lifted, allowing the sensation of pressure to dissipate, can one declare complete mastery of the art.”

“…”

This was the revelation of a formidable being from the Starry Sky!

Enzo’s heart swelled with astonishment as he eagerly absorbed this newfound knowledge.

Moments later, he sensed as if a Bloodline Grass had manifested within his mind, its essence being constricted by an illusory stone. Though it rendered him slightly disoriented, the situation remained within the bounds of Enzo’s control.

However, lost in the euphoria of his magical acquisition, Enzo remained oblivious to the luminous glow emanating from the stele before him.

It was a deep blue radiance, reminiscent of the boundless ocean.

At the summit, Dorek, preparing to rest, was struck dumb by the sight of this blue light. He couldn’t suppress a long sigh, exclaiming, “What extraordinary talent! To have triggered the light of inheritance so swiftly. Though merely of blue caliber, it would rank among the top ten of all past inheritors.”

Dorek’s murmured words drifted over Enzo’s head, leaving him unaware.

Meanwhile, the others were equally unaware of the unfolding changes surrounding Enzo.

The others remained engrossed in their contemplations of the steles.

In the vicinity of Steles Amusement Park, a multitude of individuals were swiftly converging.

Meanwhile.

Within the Supernatural Trial Square, as more individuals entered, the area became increasingly congested. Some entrepreneurial minds even set up makeshift stalls, selling potions, materials, or peddling information, while others sought companions to form teams for daring explorations into perilous locations like the Death Lair or Shadow Castle.

At that moment, with a flash of light, two more individuals stepped into the Supernatural Trial space.

“Ms. Melissa, it seems fortune smiles upon us; that Supernatural Trial Crystal is indeed genuine.”

Freya remarked, turning to Melissa.

Melissa nodded, but upon observing the throng of people in the trial square, her expression turned grave. “Freya, this situation is concerning. There are far too many people. Typically, the trial space harbors only around a hundred, yet now there are thousands here. This implies heightened competition, increased conflicts, and we cannot anticipate whether any unforeseen events may arise during the trials.”

Freya agreed with a solemn nod.

As they walked together, a booming voice drew their attention.

It belonged to a robust bearfolk man, who, panting heavily, proclaimed, “New information! The latest news. Deep within Steles Forest, someone has unlocked the Steles Amusement Park! It is undoubtedly the must-visit destination within the entire trial space!”

His announcement sparked fervent discussions among the crowd.

“How do you know this, Tade? And what exactly is the Steles Amusement Park?” One curious bystander inquired.

With an air of pride, Tade replied, “How I came by this knowledge is of no concern to you, but I assure you, the information is undeniably accurate.”

“And as for the Steles Amusement Park—”

“Within lies a gathering of the world’s most formidable spells, devoid of danger and ripe for comprehension—provided one possesses the strength to venture into the depths of Steles Amusement Park.”

Tade’s words piqued the interest of the crowd.

In just over half a day, Tade had ingratiated himself as a familiar figure among the throngs at the trial square.

The information he shared, once verified by several individuals, proved to be largely accurate. While minor discrepancies existed, they merely underscored Tade’s honesty.

After all, this trial had only just commenced.

Moreover, with a surge in numbers, the implications of changes in other locations remained uncertain.

Freya and Melissa also absorbed Tade’s revelations.

Freya hesitated and inquired, “Ms. Melissa, should we make a trip to Steles Amusement Park? It could offer us some potent spells.”

Melissa gently shook her head, replying, “Not just yet.”

She lowered her voice and continued, “Let us first head to the Death Lair to procure a few Dragon Soul Fruits. Consuming them will enhance our innate talents and the strength of our souls, thereby yielding greater rewards upon our arrival at Steles Amusement Park.”

Freya offered no objections.

The two made their way to the edge of the square, entering the second colossal vortex tunnel—one that led to the Death Lair.

As they crossed the threshold, the scenery shifted dramatically.

Before them stood a barren peak, seemingly scorched by flames, the air thick with the acrid scent of charred earth.

Melissa approached an open vantage point, affirming, “This is the place. I am certain.”

The Death Lair was not merely a simple den.

This encompasses a vast expanse, with more than one nest within its depths. Viewed from a sufficient height, the entire Death Lair resembles an oversized beehive, its surface riddled with countless depressions, while the human form appears but a speck of dust upon it.

Fortune favored Melissa this time, as she arrived at a familiar location.

With unwavering determination, she and Freya pressed onward, ultimately entering a cavern that led deep into the nest.

…

On the other side.

At Steles Amusement Park, Enzo concluded his contemplation.

He had fully grasped Bloodline Spirit Refining; the Bloodline Grass within his mind surged with newfound vitality, and a faint crack now marred the surface of the massive stone.

Yet, Enzo remained unsatisfied.

He mused aloud, “Indeed, Bloodline Spirit Refining is formidable. Merely months of practice have yielded a substantial increase in my mental prowess. However, to master it completely may require years—truly a testament to the skill of the Starry Sky’s elite.”

Enzo sighed from the bottom of his heart.

His awakening caught the attention of Dorek.

The old orc was astonished once more. “This lad has grasped it so swiftly. I must have underestimated him. With such talent, he could rank among the top five in history. Yet, obtaining the ultimate inheritance still eludes him.”

Dorek chuckled and shook his head.

With his understanding achieved, Enzo did not linger.

His mental energy expanded gradually. After significant enhancement, his range of perception had widened considerably.

To perfect the Ring of the World, it is essential to comprehend a particular stele. However, Enzo found himself devoid of any clear thoughts. Among the five elemental powers he had mastered, only the power of space lacked a deeper understanding from which to conjure a unique spell. Thus, he resolved to search for a stele pertaining to spatial power. After a thorough search, however, he was left empty-handed.

Continuing this fruitless quest would only waste precious time.

Despite the slow flow of space within Steles Amusement Park…

Enzo was not one to squander opportunities. He returned to the mountaintop to seek out Dorek, respectfully inquiring, “Mr. Dorek, could you enlighten me on where I might find a stele related to the power of space?”

“Power of space?”

Dorek paused, instinctively prepared to admonish Enzo.

In the Starry Sky, spatial elements were far from ordinary; they were a profoundly intricate force, accessible only to those who had ascended to the ranks of advanced deities.

Yet, considering the nature of this world, he quickly altered his response. “The power of space… you people from the Disaster World are indeed fortunate. Here, spatial elements manifest quite plainly, allowing almost anyone with some capability to effortlessly open spatial passages. However, this fortune also carries its burdens. Once you reach the Starry Sky, enhancing your understanding of spatial elements will become increasingly arduous.”

Upon hearing this, Enzo felt a surge of curiosity.

Disaster World?

Was this the term used in the Starry Sky to refer to the realm in which he currently resided?

Moreover, why would the comprehension of spatial elements become more challenging?

Why?

Enzo yearned to inquire further, but Dorek abruptly interjected, saying, “As for the Starry Sky, it is better for you to explore on your own. With your talent, escaping this world poses little challenge. However, establishing a firm foothold in the Starry Sky is no trivial endeavor. Ambition without foundation is unwise; what you truly need is to remain grounded.”

“Moreover, regarding the space element stele you inquired about, let me think…”

“Ah, yes… atop that mountain peak, there lies one. The difficulty of comprehension is substantial, yet the reward for mastery could significantly enhance your strength. I suggest you give it a try.” Dorek gestured toward a specific direction.

Turning his gaze, Enzo beheld the imposing silhouette of a stone stele.